I travel somewhat frequently and when I do, I go through major airports. I don’t mind the couple hours delay or wait until I am to board my flight, it gives me time to people watch and wonder where this or that person is going and why. I also notice the fashion and the way certain people carry themselves in public. I notice the people heading to the Caribbean just got their hair done, nails DID, outfit is on point, and they look great. Some of them are a little too extra, if you know what I mean, but they still put in the effort. I notice those waiting at gates heading to Europe, Asia, Africa, you name it they put in the effort to return home looking sharp. Canada?! *SMH*
I know it seems like I’m going in on Canadians this week, but really we’ve got to do better. This is where I claim Jamaica first. Lol. So I head on over towards the gates hosting Canadian flights and my eyes are molested by a slew of mofos wearing pajamas. Now those of you who know me and some who don’t, know that I don’t own the horrible things. I think they’re a nuisance and an unnecessary burden. They are meant to be worn in your home, in your bed, at night (I don’t understand why, but blah). The furthest your jammies ought to go is to the front door to fetch the mail and/or newspaper. Bad enough I had to endure frowzy people in high school classes who rolled out of bed without bothering to change, but international travel? That’s how we represent? Get it together people.
I think we should all just have a bonfire with the jammies and sleep naked all the time. I know it’s winter just about 11 out of 12 months, that’s what an abundance of comforters & fleece blankets are for. Did I miss the Air Canada memo sent out on golden maple leaves about a slumber party in the sky?
If you want to travel in comfort and style, please go purchase some yoga pants from Lululemon with the matching jacket or an oversized Wilfred sweater from Aritzia. Leave the pajamas burning in the fireplace at home please and thanks. Time and a place people, time and a place!
P.S. I do love Canada, really I do. Apart from this -50 weekend. Other than that it’s mostly all roses and I wouldn’t trade it. So don’t get your jammies in bunch eh!
*Cue music* “Oh Canada, our home and native land…”